The throne room seems cold and empty. A certain melancholy can be felt though the place is brightly lit by the rays of the sun seeping through the huge windows left wide open so the breeze of the afternoon winds fans the interior.

The King of the Green Haven sits on his throne with his right hand under his chin in deep thought. He went straight to his throne upon his arrival in his realm.

But wait… Is this place really his home? He starts to doubt himself after the long, exhausting and emotional dialogue he just had with his own family back in the Blue Haven. Apparently, he is...